In a world full of crayons, I want to be a marker.
Bright, bold, voluptuous, and simply fading away when my time comes.
I don’t want to be like a crayon-dragged around. my body and identity dismembering around me until nothing remains of me.
Dazzling
Published by Amie Faye
Hi readers! I'm Amie, the author. Thanks for stopping by my blog! I wrote my first story in the second grade, and it was called "How the Bat Got its Wings". That was the moment I fell in love with writing, at the young age of 8. I have been writing ever since. And, when you believe in something and love something, you share it with the world. So welcome to my world and welcome to my words! I post every Sunday, so be sure to stop by then! And, don't just scroll through– read, engage, and enjoy! Thank you all for your support! It means more than the world to me! View all posts by Amie Faye
